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It was the beginning of a new school year, and I had a new best friend. Alexandra invited me to stay with her over Labor Day weekend. I gladly said yes. Her mom, who I thought was very friendly, was there for dinner. Nobody mentioned her dad, but I didn't think much of it. My dad worked through dinner a lot, so I figured that was where her dad was, too. After dinner, we had fun playing and watching TV till around 10:00. When it was time to get ready for bed, I walked down the long hall towards the bathroom. I saw a man standing by the door and introduced myself as his daughter's guest. He said, "It's so nice to meet you. I'm George." When I got back to the bedroom, I told Alexandra that her dad was nice. "My dad?" she asked as she burst into tears. Then she told me that the reason she and her mom had moved here was because her dad had died last year. I was, and still am, really frightened by what I had seen. Stephanie, CA
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